Eddie Winslow
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RE: Having a hard time with closing in NYC
Plausible deniability is indeed real - although for me, sometimes it feels morally wrong to truly take advantage of it. I tend to feel unwarranted guilt all the time, so I'm going to re-evaluate how I think about this stuff. If a man is OK with it, it is incredibly powerful - there is no doubt I'm leaving a ton of pussy on the table when I go out.
Plausible deniability has been touched upon in Bang with the "can I use your bathroom?" line, but it can be used to the extreme. Check out this excerpt from a nightgame field report over Halloween weekend. This is a diabolical-level example of using plausible deniability. I bolded the especially good parts.
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Still had Kathy, so whatever. She was talking to some guy in a unicorn costume. He was actually pretty handsome and I could tell she liked him. Who gives a shit, hand-of-god and I'm back in. It was funny, I could see her kind of eyeing unicorn dude even while talking to me. This shit will happen guys, never take it personally (spoiler alert – I fuck the girl, he doesn't). Conversation didn't spark, so we made out a bit, and then I number closed for logistical convenience. Chat a little bit more (always good to do after number closing to “scramble” RAS), and I take pressure off and start approaching with my wing while keeping an eye on her so I don't lose her. Probably got a little value boost since I'm sure she saw me approaching and shit.
I see her go outside – this was my cue. Same old pretending-to-be-on-the phone trick, and I reopen outside the venue “oh hi Kathy!” She's with a friend, to whom I introduce myself and we chit chat some. Turns out friend is giving Kathy a ride home, and I say “oh could I actually ride with you guys, too? Staying at my buddy in that area”. Friend says sure. Friend can kind of tell I'm tryna get laid and doesn't trust me, so I chat her up to show her I'm normal and ignore Kathy. We had a lot in common so this wasn't too difficult.
We put Kathy's bike in the trunk, and she says “well I could just ride my bike home I guess”, her friend responds with some shit but I just pretend I didn't hear it and shut the bike in the trunk to eliminate that alternative. Sure enough we pile into the car and drive off. This was important and actually a small act of compliance (or non-non-compliance) on the girls' part – if she was sure she wasn't open to having me around she would have insisted on biking home.
At this point I've kinda cashed out the “emotional bank account”, so I take pressure off Kathy and just chat her friend to build general comfort. Kathy isn't actively showing any interest at this point, but that's okay. I just need time. Time = investment.
They ask where my buddy lives, I say I'm waiting for him to text me the address. I say I'll call him, slip my phone into airplane mode, and say “fuck he's not picking up”, make a bit of a show out of it. Friend drops us off near Kathy's place and I say “well do you mind if I walk with you while waiting for my friend to call back? It's really cold outside and I don't want to freeze”. She says “sure we can walk around the block a little bit”, indicating that we're not going to her place. That's fine – what I need at this point is time anyway to remind her that I'm the shit.
We walk and casually chat. Here I treat her almost like a newly opened set – banter, qualification, push-pulls, etc. Sure as shit, after a block or two her tonality relaxes and she has that “anime” look in her eyes again. Conversation is more natural and slowly but surely, “emotional bank account” builds back up. I say I'm going to try calling my friend again, and she says “okay yeah my apartment was a block back”. Excellent – now I know the general direction to lead to.
She asks what I'm gonna do if he doesn't pick up, I say I'll just get an Uber to my car, it's parked in a different part of town, and would probably just sleep in my car.
My friend obviously doesn't pick up the phone, so we start walking towards her place. I know where to turn towards her apartment so I cut the corner to gently lead.
We're now in front of her place and as she chains her bike up, I “call” my friend again. I say “I'll give him a few more minutes before I Uber. Do you mind if I come in and use your bathroom? Also don't want to freeze to death”. I drop in somewhere in the banter “man I would be so cold sleeping in my car tonight haha”.
We walk into the apartment, I drop a time constraint to keep the pressure low, saying if my buddy doesn't call back I'll get an Uber in a few minutes. Cashed out some emotional cash again, so more chatting to rebuild. In no time the tension that we had in the bar is back. Light physical escalation, make out a bit, then pressure off again. I ask about the art in the house, if she has any art in her room (seeding the next step), and then I ask if I can see her room.
Common objection – “noooo my room is such a mess though”. I just laugh, say I work for a moving company and have seen much worse. I like to elaborate, “what so you have dead cockroaches and dog hair all over? Can't be that bad...” to incline her to agree that no, it's not that bad, and get her to verbally make a decision in my favor. I jokingly promise I won't judge her. Once again, emotional bank account dips, so I lower pressure once again to rebuild, banter banter banter. Sit on her bed, mild physicality, and I take a chance by saying that I'm gonna order the Uber – she says “whatever, honestly you can stay the night, it's too cold to sleep in your car”. Sweet, all I needed to hear and that sealed the deal.
Sidenote, this was the first time a girl asked me how intoxicated I was to make sure that the sex is consensual. I was surprised but appreciated the gesture lol
(I don't drink)
Could you picture yourself doing this? Could you picture yourself doing this sober or close to sober?
My initial reaction to reading this was that the amount lying and deceit to a girl was just too much for me, especially to someone who had been out partying for Halloween. But after thinking about it...did this guy really cause any harm? He certainly didn't push anything too far physical escalation. And clearly the girl wanted to fuck - and she even asked for HIS consent first
If I was just willing to make up some bullshit I know I could have fucked that girl in my post above, and plenty of others recently that I knew were down. Seriously - a hot girl likes me, proactively invites me to cab home with her, and I don't close??
I've pulled only one girl from night game in the past 15 months or so. I'm somewhere around 40-50 lifetime notches, so I'm no scrub either. I think it's just time to adjust my game if I'm going to keep the nightlife worthwhile.
Recently my strategy has been to be completely transparent and straightforward with my intentions with the plan to invite her to my house after the club. This weekend I am going out with the intention of getting back to HER place because it seems infinitely easier. Asking for small "favors" and even guilt-tripping seems far more effective than trying to convince her to leave her friends and come back with me, where one "no thanks" shuts me down right away.
I am going to quickly screen all potential candidates in this order:
1. Proximity of her place to the club
2. Whether she lives with her parents or on her own
3. How she is getting home
If all three answers are favorable and I can tell she likes me, I am going to say whatever I need to in order to get in that cab or Uber, and then again to get into her place.
I'll report back to see how it works.
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